Oct 26 2020
I should let you go!
Even your T-shirt has let you go.
But I just can’t.
Your woody smell still invades my snouts when I think of you.
A save heaven of smell especially when I have your white-T against my skin.
I once felt safe, not knowing it was slowly turning me into an addict.
An addict that could not…
Feb 10 2018
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, the fast ticking sound of the clock gradually invades my mind as each second pass by.
Patiently I sit in front and watch the hands of the clock go from one number to the other.
It wouldn’t stop telling time, doesn’t matter how much I want it to stop.
Instead, the hands of the clock…